Hudson to home
We’ve grounded. Not a rudder-shattering grounding like our first night out last November. That one threatened to also shatter dreams of our sailing adventure. And not one of our many soft-bottom ICW and Bahamian groundings that caused us to frantically set to work to free Ariose, and if not successful, to resign ourselves to wait for the tide to do the work for us. Those ones caused no harm. Not even our unfortunately apt, emotionally explosive book-end to our adventure grounding on the last day of our journey. The painfully familiar sound and feel of keel on rock mid-Lake Ontario… but I’m getting ahead of myself on that one. Yes we’ve grounded, and it’s a momentous one, but this time, READ MORE